市井里有一种民俗的诱惑,叫绣娘,见到她们的时候,你一定会被迷倒。她们朴素,朴素得脱俗:她们似乎是跌落在凡间的天使,一颦一笑,尽显女人的古典与柔美。我在大江南北的很多地方见过她们,在秀美的凤凰古城,在日暮的姑苏,在江南的小镇,在上海的田子坊,她们就是你行走的目光与灵魂里的那一朵莲花,不沾染尘埃地独活着。或者是在夕阳的余光里,或者是在雨后青苔的盎然 There is a market in the temptation of folklore, called embroidered mother, to see them, you will be lost. They are simple, simple and refined: they seem to fall in the mortal angels, smiles, filling a woman’s classical and gentle. I have seen them in many places in the north and south of the Yangtze River. In the beautiful ancient city of Fenghuang, Gusu in the evening, the small town in Jiangnan, Tianzifang in Shanghai, they are the lotus in your eyes and soul. Living alone with the dust. Or in the sunset light, or moss in the rain after the full